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Suddenly got a good gun, and after leaving Old Tom's carriage, Tang Yu couldn't wait to use it.

The silver weighs more than fifty catties, which is a little lighter for the current Tang Yu, and it is effortless to wield, about one meter eight long.

"What a beautiful spear?" Wang Xiaopang and Leng came over, only to see that under the dark night, there was a white light dancing, when he walked in and took a look, he found that it was Tang Yu, saw the silver spear in Tang Yu's hand, and appreciated.

"Brother Tang, where did this spear come from?" Wang Xiaopang asked curiously.

Tang Yu didn't hide it, and directly said where the silver spear came from.

"Old Tom is so rich?" Wang Xiaopang was immediately surprised, he could casually take out a treasure-level weapon and give it away, obviously not an ordinary person.

There was no doubt about him, Tang Yu was immersed in the excitement of just getting the weapon in his hand.

I saw that in the light of the moon, a silver light spear shot out like a dragon, "hooh" sounded, and the sound of breaking the air was loud, giving people an amazing feeling of excitement every time.

Becoming a master-level marksmanship master, Tang Yu's understanding of marksmanship is becoming more and more profound, one move and one style, showing the master's demeanor, simple and indirect, without a trace of superfluous movements.

"Good, good marksmanship." Wang Xiaopang couldn't see the marksmanship, but felt that Tang's marksmanship was as simple and capable as flowing water, which made people feel pleasing to the eye.

Suddenly, behind Tang Yu, a black shadow faintly appeared vaguely.

"Good time." Isn't that cold, who else will there be?

Seeing that the hunt was eager, Leng finally couldn't help it, and wanted to compare himself with Tang Yu.

From the moment the cold disappeared, Tang Yu knew what this guy was thinking.

Although the appearance of the person is cold, and the face seems to have frost that will not melt for thousands of years, and it looks like a living person is not allowed to enter, Tang Yu knows that this is just a cold cover for the fiery heart inside.

Until now, Tang Yu has not forgotten that he was chased by wolves, and he never gave up.

After getting along in just a few days, Tang Yu and the three of them can be said to have taken over a deep friendship, from the same place, they have a similar dream, in this world, they are all from the low-end, sympathy for each other, and more and more let the three of them sit together and advance and retreat together.

Leng's strength should not be underestimated, and Tang Yu has long wanted to compare with Leng.

Seeing Leng take the lead, Tang Yu did not hesitate, the silver spear that had just arrived in his hand happened to have a suitable trial object.

The elusive cold came and went without a trace, and suddenly made a move, and there was no trace to be found.

However, Tang Yu's beast intuition was also keenly scary, and when Leng just emerged from behind Tang Yu, he was sensed by Tang Yu, and with a dashing turn, the silver held the silver-white tail line, and accurately landed on Leng's dagger at the level of a divine weapon.

Having just learned the classification of weapons from Old Tom, Tang Yu felt that the level of this dagger was estimated to be higher than that of the silver spear, and it should be a dagger of the absolute weapon level.

There is a big difference between the two, and his silver spear is very likely to break in the process of collision, so Tang Yu thought of a way not to confront Leng's dagger head-on, but to stick to the dagger of the dagger, sliding and stabbing towards Leng.

Short weapons have the advantage of short weapons, and long spears also have the benefits of long spears, when the silver spear pierces a distance of about one meter, the cold has to retreat.

If you persist, you have to be stabbed in the heart.

Leng understood his own advantages, so after pushing away, he didn't rush up brainlessly, but used the "stealth technique" with his magic skills?

"Hero, do you need me to find him?" Seeing the battle between Tang Yu and Leng, the little angel Dani had itchy hands and whispered a word on Tang Yu's chest, waiting for Tang Yu's reply.

Tang Yu shook his head and refused, laughing, what a precious thing Dani's divine power is, how can it be wasted in martial arts exchanges?

The little angel was a little lost.

"Don't worry, if what Old Tom said is true, there will definitely be a chance for you to make a move." Tang Yu comforted, and then concentrated on dealing with Leng Kai's attack.

"Sass."

Leng was wandering, making noises from all directions to affect Tang Yu's judgment, looking for the right time to launch a special attack.

Tang Yu was unmoved, listening attentively, distinguishing Leng's footsteps and judging the timing of Leng Attack.

"It's now." Tang Yu suddenly took a few small steps back, dodging the frontal attack of Leng and then stabbed forward with his spear, and the sharp spear head was already against Leng Zhi's neck.

Cold, he didn't sneak attack from behind Tang Yu, but attacked from the front, openly?

No, it's not, because Leng knows the mysterious stealth technique, even if it is frontal, Tang Yu can't see Leng's figure.

If you do the opposite, you might have a special effect, and if it was someone else, maybe the cold attack would have worked a long time ago.

Cold sweat broke out on his cold forehead.

"You, yes, how, how did you find out." Leng swallowed hard and asked.

Tang Yu smiled and pointed to his nose and said, "Smell." ”

"Although the smell on your body is very weak, there is still a smell of sweat, a few days of hard work, and a man, you will not take a bath every day with your little daughter's family."

Leng nodded, and suddenly jumped into the stream next to the temporary rest, washing himself from the smell of sweat.

For an Assassin, anything that could expose his own shortcomings had to be erased.

Maybe not everyone is like Tang Yu, who can judge their position by the sharpness of their nose, but this kind of risk cannot be gambled on.

If you lose the bet, the price is your own life.

......The cold wind gusts at night, the wolf howls do not count, and the most powerful carnivores in the savannah are the wolves.

Although Tang Yu subdued the Black Wolf King, in this grassland, it seems that the Black Wolf King Group is not the most powerful, and there are other wolf groups.

"The night is the most dangerous time, plus everyone on our side is injured and exhausted, as long as they are found by the wolves, they will become the target of attack, so we still hurry up and go to Mustang City." Old Tom, who was kicked out by Annie's granddaughter, stood with Wang Xiaopang, and after admiring the battle between Tang Yu and Leng, he came over with a smile and said.

Tang Yu felt that he was right, in the direction of the valley, it could no longer be a safe haven, God knows if those revenant knights would stay there if they passed again.

Didn't you fall into the mouth of a tiger at that time? Is there a go or no return?

And the wolves that Tang Yu subdued, because they had been slaughtered by Tang Yu, and later dispersed, and there were some wolves that were lost and had no time to escape, and were killed by the Revenant Knight, at present, Tang Yu has the Black Wolf King in his hands, and there are barely nearly a hundred, most of which are only of the first order, and only the two shadow wolves are favored by Tang Yu.

These ordinary wolves, when encountering a small group of wolves, it is good to say, if it is a large group, the strength of the wolf king is even stronger than that of the black wolf king, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not fall into battle and fight back.

"We are currently nearly thirty kilometers away from Bronco City, and as long as everyone pushes hard, we should be able to arrive before dawn." Old Tom looked in the direction of Mustang City and continued: "Within three kilometers of Mustang City, it is the attack range of the marksmen of Mustang City, as long as we get close to Mustang City, we will be safe." ”

Seeing the tiredness in everyone's eyes, Old Tom had to increase his stacks:

"When you arrive at Bronco City, I invite everyone to the Bronco Tavern for a good drink, and I will pay for it."

As soon as these words came out, the mercenaries stood up one after another, but they couldn't wait, they only hated that they didn't have wings behind their backs and could fly to Mustang City.